I am starting to get back…to what? Not to the way things were, but to a new normal. After the wake and service, everyone else’s life went back to normal. Ours still has a huge gaping wound in it. Nothing works or functions the way it used to. All of us have issues, and daily reminders. There is nothing like starting the day by trying to cajole the dog to do her business. Sometimes she will do so if bribed, but otherwise is still waiting for Dad to walk her.
For the last few weeks I have not wanted to really do anything, see anyone. The impulse to isolate myself is slowly fading. A couple of weekends ago I went to a good friends wedding. I was able to see friends I haven’t seen in five years. I had a great time, and opened up a little more. Friday I met up with a childhood friend I haven’t seen in about 20 years, and we were able to really connect and had fun. I have been off the grid for a while, but am slowly making my way back into life. One day at a time we are building a new foundation for the way our lives are now.
I had a fantastic time at home with my friends and family. It was really fantastic to see everyone. However the transition was rough. I flew back on Saturday night. I landed in Turkey Sunday night, my bags were still in London. After filling out the lost baggage paperwork we drove home. I went straight to bed and Monday I dragged my behind out of bed at 6 to go to work. It is difficult to have the necessary patience for 6th graders when you are tired and jet-lagged. The first two days of the week were tough, and the next few I was used to catch up on life, sleep and laundry. I am finally back….Which also means Back to Blogging! Yay! It might take me a while to get back into the swing of things, but no more long absences.
Here is a souvenir of my trip home… This is my super cool little brother. Right after this was taken he swung me up on his shoulders kind of like a yoke, head facing one way, my behind the others. As I was struggling to get down, using my only weapon (the tickle), his friends walked in. Thankfully being a mature person he dealt with this tactfully. Did he put me down? No. He turned so my face was facing them instead of the other end. We may be adults, but some things never change.